The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

There was such a moment of cruelty on the woman's face, Zheng Quzhi happened to catch it, and his eyelids twitched, and he leaned in Wei Yan's ear and said, "Isn't it killing the person who just spoke today?"

As soon as he finished asking, he saw that the woman in front of him was suddenly pushed down. A man kicked her a few times and cursed: "I always come earlier than you, but in the end you get the child first. It's annoying to watch!"

The woman wailed a few times and kept avoiding the foot of the man kicking over. Others retreated with a cold face, didn't leave, didn't stop them, they just watched indifferently.

"Smelly bitch!" The man was still punching and kicking, his acrimonious face was a little bit pleased, and his mouth was still cursing: "I don't care if I am unhappy at work. In front of Laozi! Fuck you!"

"Hey! Don't fight!" Zheng Quzhi shouted.

On the one hand, he really couldn’t bear to see a man hitting a woman like this. On the other hand, a man like this would definitely be counter-killed by a woman. He subconsciously didn't want this to happen.

But other people didn't seem to hear his voice, or if they heard it, they treated it as if they didn't, and they still watched with cold eyes.

Gradually, someone stepped forward. Zheng Quzhi only thought that he was helping the woman, but he didn't expect that the man also kicked the woman violently, and then cursed: "I can't understand you for a long time! I've got a **** face! We owe you money all the time. Come on! Fuck you!"

The scene became more and more chaotic, and Wei Yan took Zheng Quzhi to a place with fewer people, and quietly waited for the group to end.

"Don't you care?" After looking for a moment, Zheng Quzhi tilted his head and asked Wei Yan.

"Yeah." Wei Yan looked down at the ground, a little absent-minded. A few seconds later, he added another sentence: "I can't control it."

This is an illusion, where he and Zheng Quzhi are just insignificant little characters. These people are also resentful spirits, and there is no difference between saving and not saving.

About ten minutes later, the people finally dispersed. The man on the ground was still lying. Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a moment. He looked at Wei Yan, probably aware of his sight. Wei Yan bowed his head and looked at him for a moment, pulling Walk him to the woman.

The sky is still gloomy, and the hearts of the oppressors are a little heavy.

Zheng Quzhi looked down. The woman's whitish skirt was full of footprints, her face was bruised and swollen. Her eyes were staring at the sky without knowing what she was thinking, and there was no emotion on her face.

Wei Yan knelt down and poked the woman's arm blankly.

The woman tilted her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with brilliance when she saw the two little people. She blinked, got up from the ground blankly, patted the dirt on her skirt, and then all the dirt on her hands. Wipe it clean, and then stretched out his hand: "Chen Chen, Zhizhi, let's go home."

Wei Yan still didn't respond, just handed her a hand.

The three of them walked toward the so-called home. When passing a pork shop, the woman suddenly stopped, bowed her head and asked, "Chen Chen, have you all seen it today?"

Wei Yan was stunned, and nodded after a long while.

The woman suddenly changed her face, as if she didn't believe it: "You really saw it?"

Zheng Quzhi looked inexplicable and said, "Did you see you being beaten by a group of people?"

The woman seemed to be frightened by something, standing with her head down, her short hair covering most of her face, blocking her facial emotions. Zheng Quzhi was short, but he saw it unexpectedly. The sluggish face contained killing intent and disbelief.

Zheng Quzhi was very nervous, and looked around, wondering which direction he and Wei Yan should run if a woman wanted to kill him and Wei Yan later.

"Observe, you guys go home first, okay?" The woman finally raised her head, with the same gentle voice as before.

Zheng Quzhi was taken aback, staring and asking: "Then what are you going to do?" Isn't it going to kill?

The woman twitched her mouth and smiled softly: "Mom is going to buy some vegetables, you should go back first. Chen Chen, hold your brother tight!"

Although her smile was gentle, it was also extremely strange. Zheng Quzhi did not speak any more, pursing his lips, watching the woman walk into the pork shop step by step.

"Fuck! What a bad luck! Why did you see these two little brats again!" A voice came.

The two people looked over and saw two people walking out of the fruit shop opposite the pork shop. One was the man who punched and kicked a woman first, and the other was a little boy about their age.

"Dad, that's Gu Chen, he took the first place in the last exam." The little boy pointed at Wei Yan with a frown.

Hearing that, there was a twist on the man's face, and he turned his head and spit on the ground: "Damn! I said it's a kid! The exam is very good, right? I am proud of putting my son underneath!"

As he said, the expression on his face became more and more distorted, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Wei Yan's eyes flashed, pulling Zheng Quzhi and running.

Unfortunately, after all, the two of them were no better than an adult man, and they were lifted in the air by the collar soon.

"Dad! Hit him! He always doesn't play with me!" The little boy was still dancing with excitement beside him.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan glanced at the little boy coolly.

The little boy's gloating voice suddenly stopped, and he hid behind his father in fear, and said aggrieved: "Dad! He still stared at me with his eyes!"

"Huh! Dare to stare at my son?!" The man threw the man on his hand viciously, but saw that the taller boy hugged the smaller boy in mid-air, and after rolling on the ground, he quickly stand up.

The action is simple and neat, with a bit of handsomeness.

The gloating little boy opened his mouth, a flash of envy flashed through his eyes, and then became angry and said, "Dad! He's still playing cool!"

"Smelly boy!" The man walked towards the two angrily, "Dog **** born to a bitch, see if I will beat you to death!"

Wei Yan picked up a stone from the side and bowed his head to know Zheng Qu: "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid!" Zheng Quzhi gritted his teeth, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was willing to go free: "Fuck! I don't believe it yet, I must kill him today!"

Damn, you scold yourself and Wei Yan like this!

When the man was only a few steps away from them, Zheng Quzhi fiercely lifted the soil on his hand, and then pulled Wei Yan who was always ready to fight and ran away.

Wei Yan: "??!" What about the man who said he would kill that man?

The man was fascinated by the mud for a while, and before he could chase them, he let them run away. Seeing that Zheng Quzhi was still running mad, Wei Yan stopped him: "Don't run."

Zheng Quzhi paused breathlessly, looked at Wei Yan, and said with great experience: "We can't beat him, we can't just fight with him stupidly. We hide and retaliate against him!"

"No, he should not be far away from death." Wei Yan's eyes were full of coldness. He took Zheng Quzhi back and said: "Let's go to his house and hide it and see how he died."